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Murchadh Muircheartach was warped into the forest in a blue flash of bubbly light, "Strange." He scratched his head and arched his brow, That guy said something about learnin' about elemental essence. I guess that means findin' teachers, but I've always been good at learnin' on my own. I guess it wouldn't hurt to look for a teacher. He frowned and looked at the bracers on his wrists, These confuse me even more. He looked around, Nothin'.

All of a sudden he heard a branch snap and what sounded like a man's laugh, "Hello boy! I suppose you be wantin' to be learnin' 'bout da essence." A very tall black man jumped down from a tree near by, about 7'0" tall. He wore a loin cloth, bracers just like him, and wielded a spear.

Oh shit? He turned around quickly and nodded slowly. He casted a lazy gaze that seemed almost emotionless, but he was quite interested. "Basically boy it be all about three things. Creatures, wanderin' tings, and vents. You gotta kill da creatures to get der essence, but they be wantin' to kill you too. The wanderin' tings gottta die too, but they fight back. As for da vents, dey be hard to find. However dey are very powerful. By dat I mean it will give you more power to your essence dan anyting"

Murchad nodded; his gaze no longer lazy, but a bit more enthusiastic.